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The Get Up Kids
The Get Up Kids


Background information
Origin Kansas City, Missouri, United States
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Emo
Indie Rock
Years active 1995—present
Label(s) Vagrant Records
Doghouse Records
Associated acts Reggie And The Full Effect
Coalesce
The New Amsterdams
Blackpool Lights
The Anniversary
Braid
Spoon
The Terrible Twos
Koufax
Website Website
Members
Matthew Pryor
Jim Suptic
Rob Pope
Ryan Pope
James Dewees
Former members
Nathan Shay
Thomas Becker



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The Get Up Kids Album


Eudora (11/27/2001)
11/27/2001
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Sometimes these fantasies come true,
and now the whole thing misses me.
Held down by fishing wire and glue,
to be the best we couldn't be.

Up on the roof with the whole world at our feet...
Is this everything you thought it'd be?
What you waited for religiously,
just know I wouldn't hate you if you tried.

Old times make heroes out of fools,
now the whole thing misses me.
Right at the breaking point you knew,
this is the best you'd never be.

You lied.
Decide
to fight. (??)
Try.
You might decide it's right.

Just know I wouldn't trade you for the world.
Is this everything you thought it'd be?
The best things in the industry,
just know I wouldn't hate you if you tried


. . .



(Hey man) oh leave me alone you know
(Hey man) oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
(Hey man) I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place

(Hey man) my schooldays insane
(Hey man) my work's down the drain
(Hey man) well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she..and then she..

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

(Hey man) Ah Henry, don't be unkind, go away
(Hey man) I can't take you this time, no way
(Hey man) droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

Oh hit me!

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
I'm back on Suffragette City, I'm back on Suffragette City
Ooo, Sufraggete city, ooo, Suffragette City
Oooh-how, Sufragette City, oooh-how, Sufragette,

Ohhh, Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am!
A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
Quite all right
A Suffragette City
Too fine
A Suffragette City, ooh, a Sufragette City
Oh, my Sufragette City, oh my Suffragette City
Oh, Suffragette
Suffragette!


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Cold October Fall,
At The Outside Of A VFW Hall,
I said I minded distance
but distance would define us,
define us all.
A tree in Nichol's Park,
I carved a broken heart.
I said I minded distance
but distance owned us from the very start...
it's every song.
There's dividing lines between east and standard time,
so promise me...
you'll still be mine.
Will this come between us
as I doubt all of the pages I pour out?
When our doubts become regret,
don't ever forget...
my only,
you own me,
if you'd only see.


. . .



I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought that this day would end
I never thought that tonight could ever be
This close to me

Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake

But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream

I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought that this day would end
I never thought that tonight could ever be
This close to me

But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my hand in the door
Was a dream


. . .



Wandering the K-10 at anniversaries end, pondering events that brought us here. Does anyone remember when around the world and back again was a dream not quite so clear? It overwhelms that over hills and away was not a mistake. How did that straight and narrow, nailed self-righteous arrow get to be so decadent? How could you trade your lessons to have grown up in the process? Remarks never relent. We learned by your examples and we learned by you mistakes. We won't argue our position, it's a decision that we have to make. It's not a mistake. If we had known what we know now... one year later, we'd still be around. We've got you full attention over hours of speculation, don't you know who knows... I know. Did you finally make decisions? Did you finally work it out? Did you finally let it go? We're not running backwards. Don't you know, that we love reunion shows. This is not a swan song... but it goes... If we had known what we know now... one year later, we'd still be around.


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Maybe I've forgotten
the name and the address
of everyone I've ever known.
It's nothing I regret.
Save it for another day.
It's the school exam and
the kids have run away.

I would like a place I could call my own,
have a conversation on the telephone.
Wake up every day that would be a start.
I would not complain of my wounded heart.

I was upset you see,
almost all the time.
You used to be a stranger,
now you are mine

I wouldn't even trust you.
I've not got much to give.
We're dealing in the limits
and we don't know who with.
You may think that I'm out of hand,
that I'm naive, I'll understand.
On this occasion, it's not true.
Look at me, I'm not you.

I was a short fuse
burning all the time.
You were a complete stranger,
now you are mine.

Just wait till tomorrow.
I guess that's what they all say
just before they fall apart


. . .



All I wanna do is drink beer for breakfast
All I wanna eat is them BBQ chips
All I want is someone just to try to protect us
You can try but you'd never wanna try to defend us

Hey, well I'm broke
But I'm gonna pay for some rum

All I wanna do is stand in this lie
All I wanna pick is your nose honey, hi
Sweet little corner, know you gotta be... aha!
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Honey, well I'm broke
But I'm gonna pay from some rum

Honey, where I'm from
Halle-fuckin-lujah
Where I'm from...

Baby boy's fine...
Baby boy's drunk...
Baby boy's a ... bah bah bah

All I wanna do is drink beer for breakfast


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If I told you that I was thinking of moving east,
Would you save a place for me?
I'll come home...it's worse than I expected

Place in my heart
Home to the west
We'll watch
Same sunsets
When I'm down
I'll look east...

Lock my heart in a brass box
To New Found Mass, I'm breaking off...
This is my home!

I'd do anything for you, give you the world if I could
Is that what you want me to do?
Bridges and boundaries
Bringing me closer to you


. . .



Pioneer of aerodynamics
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
they thought he was real smart alec
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
he thought big they called it a phallic
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
they didn't know he was panoramic

little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
keeping low doesn't make no sense
sometimes people can be oh so dense
they didn't want it but he built it anyway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
keeping low don't make sense
keeping low doesn't make no-sense
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
little eiffel stands in the archway

oh alexander i see you beneath
the archway of aerodynamics.


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In the sky is the moon
This large yellow circle finds her in the mood.
In her eyes I can see it all.
A short plaid skirt, a white short sleeve shirt.
My dreams aren't premonitions,
because I'm dreaming of impossible outcomes.
I've tried to understand but I just don't understand
empty signposts seen through large windows.
Late one fall afternoon after school,
in the cool, cool suburban breeze of Louisville.
It's unaffordable.
It's unavoidable.
It's inevitable.
Our eyes, hearts and words are evidence
My dreams aren't premonitions
Because I'm dreaming of impossible outcomes
I've tried to understand but I just don't understand
Empty signposts seen through large windows


. . .



Frankie died just the other night
Some say it was suicide
But we know
How the story goes

With his six string knife
And his street-wise pride
The boy was a man before his time
And she knew
All their dreams would come true

But ya see Frankie was fast
He was too fast to know
He wouldn't go slow
Until his lethal dose
And she knows
He'll finally come too close

[Chorus]
Well on with the show
Going on with the show
Come on baby
No, no, no
Oh my, my, my, my, my, my

[Chorus]

He was bad
He was never good
But one thing that he understood
And she knew
All these lies would come true

The time has come
And he's paid his dues
And Suzy finally got the news
She always knew
This day would come soon

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

He was stopped on a dime
With a switchblade knife
Some damn punk went and
Took Frankie's life
And she knew
She'd have to pull through

Broken down
With his broken dreams
With a wink of an eye
Said Suzy, listen to me
You must go
On with the show

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

Oh baby


. . .



Ten minutes to downtown, is ten minutes too far.
When my friends all say I'm crazy,
maybe I'm being selfish.
Maybe I'm just scared.
Don't be gone when I get home...I need you there.
If I had to explain it
I wouldn't know where to start.
It's like you're falling in love while i just fall apart.
Ten minutes to downtown is ten minutes too far
when my heart is saying you're crazy.
Maybe things are getting better...
Maybe things aren't so bad.
Don't be gone when I get home...
you're all I have.
If I had to explain it,
I wouldn't know where to start.
It's like you're falling in love while I just fall apart.
Pockets empty,
How can you tell me that everything will work out.
a pointless fight when you're always right.
Everything will work out.
Sometimes I miss you more when I'm at home.
I've been home all summer...
Now I'm leaving you alone.
Pockets empty.
How can you tell me that everything will work out...
a pointless fight when you're always right.
Everything will work out


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Sooner or later more,
These words to paper pour.
Compose apologies, To bring you back to me.
What words were written for:
One girl whose pages tore.
I'll bet you never knew, With a letter came a fool for you.
She says she'd worked it out,
This room's not big enough for two.
He swears she'd work his words out, If she ever knew.
How do I find her, Bearing my heart in hand.
Last winter, Anne Arbour Was all I had.
I still wear your heart around my throat
I still wear your heart around my throat
With barely the air not to choke.
Never, not ever again.
I finally replaced every promise you've taken away.
Now that it's over, I'm older and colder this way.
I finally replaced every promise you've taken away.
How do I find her, Bearing my heart in my hand.
Last winter, Anne Arbour was all I had


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I've met that point in my life.
Want came to need.
Burn these fields of corn, that surround.
My harvest gone at the price of maturity.
But these remains I've left to rot will be resurrected again and again
by the next generation of children who want to change minds
with the stain on hand.
But, it's deeper than this, I'm not the only one who sees, it lies in diversity;
acceptance to a degree, only to a degree.
The fire that once occupied my eyes has spread to destroy this world
I have grown. You have nothing new to scream beyond your fields
and not a second of patience to learn from me the same.
This time I harvest the crops of my past.
As far as the demigods are concerned, I've sold myself out just the same.
I've burned bridges to feign brothers.
Brothers of nothing more than a simple label.
So now, I'm in control after all, for myself I prove I still am.
But within these fields, they'll say I never was


. . .



Come tomorrow.
I'll be on my way back home.
In the morning,
call from a roadside telephone.
One night,
doesn't mean the rest of my life.
If I go it's not impossible,
but possible is probably wrong.
So, let go because I'm afraid to try.
I'll keep my hands by my side.
I won't come back.
I hope someday you'll understand.
I want to try and make it right,
but I don't know if I can.
Last night,
everything was right and the rain was gone.
One summer's night's the only time we know.
Shut your eyes,
when you wake up I'll be gone


. . .



It's certainly true, there's better things to do
and though I don't know everything
I wouldn't tell you anything if I did.
The last time I saw you act like this
we were kids.
What am I to do?
My heart goes out to you.
Over reacting, over again ...
just between friends.
What am I to do?
I won't come between you two.
What was I to do?
I gave it.
What was I to say?
I gave it all I could.
How was I to know?
I bet you'll never find another friend like me


. . .



Made a grave mistake
An all too common place
not the first time back again
it's obvious the risks
outweigh the benefits
should have used our heads
couldn't happen to me
no
there's no safe hiding place in thinking you're immune
you're not immune
watch advantages pass
abrasive, difficult regret
I was
can you conceive that I hate you
I can barely make the rent
you are
that a word as strong as hate can describe the way I feel
we were
and in the end there is another
nothing
a product of you
but you come back fine
you came back
nothing at all
I won't hide or turn back
I'll take responsible
I won't let mine be a mistake


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